Moon Misery
2007 MistyLeighToo

Half a Moon
Half a Me
Pushes the ocean
Pulls the Sea

Let me find or just let me be
That Half a Moon
This Half a Me.

Lost People turning
I hear their sound
I cannot tell
If I have been found

But carrying on is my strongest curse
My dealings the clutch
My body this purse
And for such and such

I struggle for.
A shilling I owe
An illusionary port.
Nay, floating away; a cumbersome vessel is in tow.

I strongly consider drifting for a while.
A depression holds me still
I wish I could rest and surrender at trial
Where judges frown on past due bills.

Then throw me away so I can think.
Throw me away into the waves
And I will give it all my life to sink.
I am the loser; I'll be the nave.

Half a Moon
Half a Me
Pushes the ocean
Pulls the Sea

Let me find or just let me be
That Half a Moon
This Half a Me.